Eight years old and in second grade at the time we met, Araba lives in a family with six children. They all live in a rented room, surrounded by a courtyard full of domestic animals. Her mother sells spices at the market, while her father is a gardener. Although both parents are illiterate, all three of their school-aged children are being educated. She shows us her little chalks and a chalk board which she takes out of her tiny backpack. She shows us what she wrote down: beautiful numbers in neat rows all seperated by commas. Very often, the family can’t provide a daily meal for their children. They can’t affort to pay for her education either.